Today and tomorrow I will undergo the rigors of corporate America by attending meetings with my area manager and the president of my company. This will also be the first time in three years I’ve met the “president”.
My breath is baited, I can tell you, and I hope I can make it through without too many hot flashes. I hate to be seen excusing myself 25 times throughout the course of the first day. Perhaps I should wear my bra backwards. *fans self*
The beatings will begin promptly at 9:30 AM.

Wish me luck, as I dread the next two days like the plague.